This is a song about "Thug lif"

Trip, and then you never snitch

Your not a thug but your a bitch

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Me and my lil' thug gotta it from the mud

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

The drugs, claiming you a thug but yall just performing

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

And your shit is glass thug and you never outside

As your family dies, and my family rise

I was told i wasn’t about the thug life

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Victims of that thug life

Hop in and let me test drive

I am my inspiration

Times in this crime land, my thug nation